managed to see an episode of Star Trek: The Animated Series today. Final assessment? It is faaaabulous
. The fact that it's effectively been purged from canon already also gives me a comforting sense of security going into it, because when/if I hit something that's not entertaining-dumb but in fact just dumb
-dumb, I can pretend that it doesn't exist. Win/win! I did really enjoy the first episode, though -- maybe it's just because I'm so starved for new Trek that I'll take what I can get, but I thought it was fun and worthwhile. Brief thoughts:
- I wonder what shirtless cartoon Kirk looks like? Also, I wonder why this was literally the very first thought I had when watching?
- Ugh, Uhura is the coolest. This has nothing to do with the episode in particular, it just needs to be said.
- The transporter effect is cool!
- Wait, how are they hanging around without space suits? Do they beam with... magic bubbles now? *confused*
- How come none of the characters have whites to their eyes?
- Every time Spock runs, I just... OMG... *dies*
- The episode starts off really talky, but the plot is actually kind of interesting. Go figure! AND HOLY CRAP THE MIDDLE OF IT IS ACTUALLY REALLY SCARY. OR MAYBE I JUST SCARE EASILY. BUT. YEAH.
- OMFG SCOTTY IN DISTRESS OMG OMG *dies* *again*
- Mr. Kyle. And his mustache. Have I already said "OMG" enough times? Hmm, probably. Okay, then: LOLOLOLOLOL
- I love that Spock is still such a bitch, and especially to McCoy.
- The bridge has a discoball. MY LIFE IS COMPLETE.
- Kirk's plotting face... dare I say it... OMG OMG OMG.
Anyway, yes, it was rather delightful (except for the part where it made me miss De, meep) and I plan to steadily work my way through the rest.
Other things that amuse me perhaps far too much: this recent metaquote
about pre-internet fandoms. Well, mostly it just brought up all my fond memories of my Byron course, and the complete hilarity of nineteenth-century fangirls (and fanboys!). One of these days I will
finally get around to reading Glenarvon
, which is basically just published self-insert fanfic; ditto The Vampyre
, although I have actually read that one. I find it fascinating that both works were created expressly from a place of overwhelming hatred of Byron, too, ahahaaa -- kind of like the anti-fandom surrounding Twilight, I guess, of people who despise and yet are still endlessly fascinated by and irresistibly drawn to the books. It does rather typify my own love-hate relationship with the man... although I suppose it veers much closer to hate-hate, to be honest... I've been trying to watch the Jonny Lee Miller biopic for ages but as soon as I start it I get overwhelmed with "arrrghhhh Byron why are you such an epic douche" and have to stop. But! Philip Glenister! I must continue! ...Eventually. Maybe it'll get more compelling once I get to the Caroline Lamb bits.
ETA: Oh, and one more fandom "hee!" moment, this time Lost-related. ( Do I really need to be cutting for spoilers? Probably not! But somehow I feel guilty about discussing anything in the land of Lost outside of a cut. )
Double ETA: Man! Why must I have so many fandoms? But but but crappy quality House S6 promo